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The Sarah Palin Battle Hymn: video and lyrics

“She’s stomping out the wretches where the evil lies in store”, apparently.

By Samira Shackle

This song, recorded by two elderly Sarah Palin fans, has been doing the rounds. Here it is, for your listening pleasure, together with the full lyrics.

 

She’s a cold blast from Alaska ingrained with common sense,
She’s not a Harvard lawyer but she knew what the Founders meant.
A cold blast from the north that freezes Congress in their tracks,
With God and the Tea Party, she’s gonna take it back.

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Sarah Palin, she won’t listen to their bunk,
Sarah Palin coming South to hunt some skunk,
Sarah Palin – she’ll throw ’em all in jail,
And when she gets to Washington, it’ll be cold as hell.

Sarah has the wisdom to walk through an open door,
She’s stomping out the wretches where the evil lies in store.
She will scrub the floors and sweep the riff-raff into cracks,
With God and the Tea Party, she’s gonna take it back.

Sarah Palin, she won’t listen to their bunk,
Sarah Palin coming South to hunt some skunk,
Sarah Palin – she’ll throw ’em all in jail,
And when she gets to Washington, it’ll be cold as hell.

SPOKEN WORD:

Congress pats themselves from some new bill they just passed
I watch as my freedom slowly runs through an hourglass
They think they spend our money better than we do
But they can talk until they’re blue and old
‘Cuz if they ever gave us anything
They always wanted something in return . . . Sarah knows!

OPERA-STYLE:

Saraaaaah’s marching onnnnnnnn onnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

CLOSING DEDICATION:

I’d like to dedicate that to the Tea Party and all the patriots.